In hindsight, the last few days were a mistake.

Last week I got sick, and seemed to make a quick recovery in a few days. Then just as Helix arrived for a stay, it came back with a vengeance. Instead of 'just a cold', it quickly turned on my sinuses and ears, and wiped me out for most of the week. I probably spent most the time she was here complaining and suffering. (I'm seriously miserable when I'm sick).

Just when I thought I was over it for a second time, I headed off to Portland,OR for a tech disclosure event.
You can guess what happened next. As soon as I got there I started feeling a bit crappy again. By the end of the event people were even noticing that I was unusually quiet. When it finally came to fly out last night, I could barely see, as my eyes constantly streamed tears and my nose felt like, well, it sucked. After what was possibly the most miserable flight I've endured, I'm finally back home (whilst I've been away someone seems to have turned down the thermostat in Boston. Seriously, it's like 20 degrees colder or something), where I intend to do absolutely nothing for the next few days. If I'm not over this quickly, I'll hit up a doctor and take some time off.

Being sick ftl.

Spent most of the weekend oozing goo out of my nostrils, with a headache. Felt incapacitated to the point of being able to do nothing other than laze around watching TV. Caught up with various TV series that the DVR had been recording over the last few weeks. This falls new seasons leave something to be desired.

• House: The addition of Kumar to the cast is pure genius, but the rest of the show seems to be kinda dragging along.
  
• Bionic Woman: This show is so dire I don't know where to begin. Something compels me to keep watching though.
  
• CSI Vegas/Miami/Yourmom: Bored now. Next.
  
• Life: Yawn.
  
• Chuck: B- must try harder.
  

It was all a reminder of why I don't watch much TV. It's nearly all shit. Everything else I watched I've forgotten about in a cold vs Phenylephrine haze. (Which btw is no substitute for Pseudoephadrine *at all*)

With the weekend over, I feel mostly better, which is good, because this week has all kinds of chaos, with the last minute F8 bits getting lined up (This hasn't looked so good in a long time).

Occasionally something really weird happens when the weather is about to change dramatically. It's like I have this weather sensing superpower. The bad part is that it manifests in a really debilitating manner. Yesterday just after sunset, I got *Really* hot. Nothing I could do would cool me down. I even took a cold shower, which was just a temporary relief. Then came a really intense headache like my skull was being crushed. I made my way to my bed for a lie down, and passed out for an hour.

When I came to, I didn't feel any better. If anything, I felt worse. Now I was really nauseous.
I sat around watching TV, drinking lots of water to try and cool myself down, and then the sky opened for the first rainstorm we've had for months. The smell of scorched earth drifted through the window. The sound of rain drops hitting things got to be loud enough that I couldn't watch TV, and I was still feeling 20-30F hotter than the ambient temperature. My head was throbbing. So I went outside and stood in the rain.

It felt great. I cooled down within a few minutes.

I went back indoors, and not long later, went to bed. And slept for ~15 hours.
I awoke feeling achy all over, and really really run down. I managed to stay awake a few hours before needing to go take a nap again for another couple hours.

It's now 7pm, and asides from some aches, I feel like I'm mostly over whatever affected me the last 24 hours.

I wouldn't make the association of feeling like crap with the weather patterns, but this isn't the first time I've had this happen. The worst case of this I've had was a few years back when I was about to fly back to England. I was in Newark, just about to board my plane, when I felt like death warmed up, and spending 7 hours flying was the last thing I wanted to do. I had to reschedule my flight, and spend a night in an airport hotel. That night a small tornado hit New Jersey. The amount by which I'm affected also seems to be proportional to just how intense the weather patterns are. There was nothing special about last nights storm (other than it being the first one in ages after a particularly warm spell).

googling for 'weather headache' shows that I'm far from alone in suffering from this phenomenon.
Thankfully it doesn't happen too often, and I don't seem to suffer it anywhere near as bad as some others.